After the talk with Jordan, thing's were awkward with him and myself, and also my relationship with Sidney. I don't know why it is, but it is. We've had 2 more home games since, and now we're finally going on an away game to Florida. So right after our game against Detroit, we brought the bags to the airport. I think part of why I'm so happy about going also, is because we get to take the jet.

We went through security and did all that jazz, then went to wait outside in the freezing cold. Silly me wore my yoga pants, similar to lulu's but the cheaper version, cuz before I wasn't making that much money to afford them. And a tank with a light hoodie. I was trying to stay as warm as possible as the wind blew, making me shiver. Max came up beside me, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"So Kayla, you cold much?" I turned to look at him, to see him holding a camcorder.

"Yes, very," I mumbled into my sweater, which I had pulled up to cover my face.

"Aw. Well that's why you pack warm."

"I did. It's called, I don't wanna sweat to death on the plane."

"Oh, so your like Flower then," he laughed showing the camera Marc-Andre who was in shorts and a hoodie also freezing, "Sucks for you two," he skipped away. Leaving me to laugh at him.

When we could finally get on the plane, we went to our seating assignments. I was in between Jordan, on my right/window seat, and Sidney on my left/aisle seat, breaking the traditional seating plan. "Alright guys, get comfy, the flight is about 2 hours, and I want you to get some sleep," Dan stood up at the front. Reminding me of a what a teacher would do on a school bus going on a fieldtrip.

"Not gonna happen!" Kris yelled up. So Dan threw a rolled up towel at him. All the boys were laughing at Kris' reaction, stunned. Once we were in the air, I began to chat with the boys about upcoming events. Jordan nodded and got up.

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," he said walking by, leaving me and Sidney alone and in the akwardness.

"So..." he trailed off rolling his thumbs.

"So..." I said as well, staring at my feet.

"Um Sidney, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Are you uncomfortable with something here?" he looked confused.

"At what?"

"Well, I'm sensing an akwardness when Jordan's here with us, or when it's you and me by ourselves. What's up?" "

Nothing," was all he replied.

"Well I think there's obviously something Sidney. Nothing is only an answer you'd use when you have something to say but you just don't want others to hear about it."

"Oh really? Okay, I'll tell you straight up how I feel. I feel that you like Jordan and that some 'stuff' has been going on with you two."

"Some stuff? Like what?" I asked getting a bit confused myself.

"Well for starters, he acts totally different when he's around you ever since dinner. Then I saw you two dancing at the club-"

"That's just dancing," I said calmly.

"I saw your kiss," he said in a serious tone, "and then I saw you both leave the little room, which I didn't even know existed by the way, and he said you played eleven in heaven."

"What? That's so not true, we only had the one time, that was it. I-I, can't believe he told you that."

"Well I'd believe it."

"Why?" I asked sounding hurt. I cannot believe Jordan right now, or Sidney!

"Because I think you like him too," he said getting up and walking away, leaving me there by myself. Why would he say that? Wait, Sidney said Jordan liked me...oh my gosh! He said Jordan liked me! That's great, wait, not really. I mean, I like him too, but I'm also kinda getting to like Sidney too. Oh brother. I layed my seat back a bit and tried to sleep.

**Sidney's POV**
It hurt me to tell her, but what could I do? I need her to know what's been said and needed to get my facts straight. If they hook up and people find out, surely it'll get to Dan, and he'll have to fire her. And I definately wouldn't want that to happen. I just can't figure out why Jordan likes her all of a sudden, ever since that dinner when we talked in the bathroom I noticed his change. Wait a minute, he's only doing that to piss me off! Bastard! Ah man, well I guess two can play at that game. No they can't, I can't do it, I'm too chicken. And besides, if she wants to be with him, she should. If it'll make her happy, I'll do what it takes to do so, and maybe she'll see she belongs with me.

**Kayla's POV**
After the not so great talk with Sidney, I tried to fall asleep, but couldn't. When Jordan came back, he seemed a bit relieved, and I'm kind of afraid to ask why. He sat next to me and just stared.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, folding my arms across my chest and slouching a bit more.
"Alright, but if you wanna talk, I'm here," he smiled pulling out a magazine. I'm shocked that he actually reads. Definitely would not say that about him.

When we got to the hotel it was late, and I was wide awake with thoughts. We gatherd around in the lobby of the hotel and waited for our rooms. Most players were with their assistants or other assistants with each other, and some players with each other. When Dan was reading out the list, he stopped and looked at me. "Uh Kayla can I talk to you for a second?" he asked.

"Yeah," I nodded getting up.

"Are you alright having your own room?"

"No, not at all, why?"

"Well because we didn't know how you'd react if we put you with Sidney or Jordan. Which also reminds me, do you mind bringing your stuff up to your room and then meeting me back down here? I need to talk to you about something."

"Sure, let's do that," I smiled. What on earth does he want to talk to me about now?

"Okay, and your right across the hall from Sid and Jordan in room 418."

"Okay, thank you," I smiled accepting my room key.

The room was your typical hotel room, normally we stay in Mariotts, but for now we're in a Holiday Inn. I set my bags down and headed downstairs to meet Dan. I'm not sure why he wants to talk, but I'm sure it's not bad. On the elevator, I couldn't help but think what Sidney had said to me. Is it true that Jordan's lying to Sid, or is Sidney lying to me. Though I don't think either would, but who knows? I'm trying to trust my heart, but I'm confused about everything lately! Ugh, I don't know. My thoughts were cut off by Dan standing in front of my outside the elevator.

"So what would you like to talk about with me?" I asked, walking over to the couch with him. As we sat down he began,

"Please don't get worried, we're not firing you or anything, but we do need to set thing's clear," he coughed, "I do not want you hooking up with any of the boys, do you understand that?"

"Yes sir, and I have no intentions to do so."

"That's good, just thought I'd give you a reminder. But that's not what I had wanted to talk about with you. It's about a certain behaviour from Staal and Crosby." What does he mean?

"What do you mean sir?"

"The two gentlemen are experiencing a bit of tension with one another."

"I've noticed that too."

"And the staff personally thinks that Jordan did something to Sid, because,"

"Sidney wouldn't ever do that to anyone," I cut him off.

"Exactly," he nodded, "So could you please go up there and talk to them about it, and make sure that they get along and don't kill each other?"

"Definitely."

"I'm not sure what's gotten into these two this season, their like best friends and something's tearing them apart this year."

"Yes, I wonder why," I said thinking about a similar story.

**Sidney's POV**
I was laying on my bed flipping through the channels on the tv, trying to get a good show to watch. Jordan was on his bed, closest to the door. I can't stand to look at him anymore. Whatever's going on in his little mind to piss me off and to get Kayla is working. I think it's now obvious that he likes her, I can tell, I'm not that stupid about love. Says my ex-girlfriend, but you know what I mean.

"Can you find something good to watch already?" he asked flopping sides of his bed.

"I'm trying to, what are you in the mood for?"

"Hot blonde girls," he smirked.

"Or you mean hot blonde girl across the hall known as Kayla," I pointed out.

"No, I just wanna see a hot blonde chick," he said in a not very convincing voice.

"Okay dude. I understand, your that oblivious."

"Oblivious to what?"

"So now your playing dumb huh?"

"How am I playing dumb Sid?" he asked opening his arms, raising his voice slightly.

"Because, I know what you want to do, that's why?"

"What am I gonna do then?" I stood up and began to yell at him, I am beyond pissed at him.

"Your planning on getting me jealous by hooking up with her, and knowing you, you just want to get me jealous and to have a good fuck with her!"

"That's bullshit Sidney!" he jumped up, being inches away from my face. It is so on, I can take him.

"That is bullshit, because your just trying to satisfy yourself and hurt others!"

"Who would I be hurting if I fucked her!?"

"Myself, and Kayla! Can't you see she's not interested in you! Or....anyone else!?"

"Really? Cuz I think you'd only say that because you want her so bad but you know you can't have her!"

By this point I could feel the bubbling inside of me, so I threw a punch at him. He threw one back, and nest thing you know we were on my bed having a scrap. A few punches later someone came in the door and tried to stop us. "Sidney! Jordan-STOP!" the female voice yelled. She got between us and held Jordan back with her hand, and he kept throwing punches at me. Me not seeing her, I threw a random punch and accidentally hit her. She let out a scream.

"Oh fuck, I am so sorry," I said getting up to help her. She stormed off without any hesitation.

"Fuck off Sidney," she said into her sleeve, since she was drying her eyes on the sleeve on her sweater.

"Nice going asshole," Jordan said chasing after her. What the hell did I just do?

Notes

Oh no! Some major drama! Thoughts on what's gonna happen next?